The Artful Dodger

When I was a kid going to High school,
I had been less in class more playing pool,
A regular visitor to the principal’s office,
Was not to share with him the pipe of peace,
I think we had a good relationship him and I,
He was a good guy with a humour British dry,
After a while when he failed to nail me,
He got to like me too – I could plainly see,
As the years went on he gave me a name,
When called to the office to be put to shame,
He had me called over the PA system with a frown,
Will Mr. Artman the Artful Dodger please come down,
So now when I watch Oliver Twist the musical,
It reminds me of my high school principal,
xox
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